Rav's Confession

That night, Oberyn was curled up on the couch, thoroughly enjoying the book he borrowed from Rav. It was a real page-turner, and he was lost in his own world, finding out how the two main leads would get through their next trial.

Though the curious Nephilim was more curious about the intimacy that would follow than the battle himself.

While he read and enjoyed his alone time, Ezra and Rav went for a walk on the outskirts of the mountain property.

"Your boy's not going to be jealous with you and I sneaking about the bushes, will he?"

"Oby…is a unique sort," Ezra smirked as they walked along a wall of shrubs.

The hedge wall stretched tall and wild on one side, soft green leaves rustling faintly in the breeze. Scattered over the hedges, perfectly symmetrical flowers bloomed - complete with feathery petals and faintly glowing with magic. It was beautiful… too beautiful, almost. Like a dream trying too hard to be perfect.